Love...
What is it?
That's the question Issei Hyoudou always wondered about, chasing fleeting fantasies and his dream of building the ultimate harem. Until he met her.
She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her presence made his heart skip beats in ways...
This story is not a bashing or NTR/cucking story. There are no betrayal and no evil version of Rias or Naruto. At most, there might be an annoying OC.
This is a story I've wanted to write for a long time, but I'm still figuring out exactly what direction I want to take it. The ideas are still a bit fuzzy, so please give me some time to develop more chapters in the future.
Anyway, thank you for your patience and support!
Our story begins in a small, quiet town called Kuoh.
It was an ordinary day for Issei Hyoudou. He sat alone in the back of the classroom, one earbud in his ear, staring out the window with an expression of pure boredom. The rest of the classroom was completely empty—he was the only one there.
He had been ordered to stay behind for tutoring. His mother had made it very clear: if his grades didn't improve, she would make sure he never played with his bandmates again... or worse—she'd burn his entire porno stash.
Squeak.
The classroom door slid open. Issei turned his head—and froze.
A girl with long indigo hair stepped inside. Her figure was impossible to ignore generous double-D breasts, wide hips that swayed gently with each step, and an overall curvaceous build that screamed "sexy." Yet her pale, almost lavender eyes—unusual and strikingly beautiful—were filled with nervous hesitation. She looked more cute and shy than boldly seductive, like she might bolt if he said the wrong thing.
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Sexy? No—cute? Holy shit, who is this girl?! Issei thought, forcing his eyes not to linger too obviously on her chest. Stay cool, Issei. Don't be a total perv right off the bat.
She approached slowly, stopping right in front of his desk. Her voice came out soft and stuttering.
"A-Are you H-Hyoudou-san?"
Issei shot to his feet, nearly knocking his chair over. "Y-Yes! Hyoudou Issei! But just call me Issei, okay?" He flashed a nervous grin and extended his hand.
The girl hesitated for a split second before gently taking it. "H-Hyuga Hinata... A-And starting today, I'll be your tutor... I-I mean, your instructor to help with your studies!"
Her hand was incredibly soft. Warm.
A faint blush crept across Issei's cheeks as he realized how small and delicate her fingers felt in his.
"Oh! So you're the one who kindly offered to help me out," he said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "I really appreciate your kindness and your time, Hinata."
She's so hot... No—cute. Definitely cute. But damn, those curves... Focus, brain!
She blushed even deeper, her pale eyes darting away for a moment before meeting his again with shy determination.
